Date repayment business

Eliza headed down North Central, exiting on Main Street in Richardson, then turning east toward her little bungalow.

"You going to tell me what this is about?" he asked.

"I already told you I was on a date when you called and yanked me away with your emergency. Have you noticed that you've been dragging me away from my life a lot lately?"

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's mostly okay. I had fun at your party last night... except when you got dragged away and left me high and dry. And tonight, when I was trying to put all that behind me, you messed up my date."

"I can call him and explain I'm a client who had a critical legal issue come up."

"He is not important," Eliza said. "What's important is that you owe me."

"Got it. I owe you."

She pulled into her driveway, turned off the engine, and opened her door. "Well, you coming?"

"Sure."

They'd barely made it in the door when she grabbed him and kissed him.

Eliza was hot. Yes he'd fantasized about threeways with her and Jan, but he'd also fantasized about getting her alone. He'd just never really thought it would happen. Apparently something was happening. Not for the first time, he wondered if he'd originally dated the wrong sister.

"Get naked," she ordered.

"I can do that."

Except he couldn't because she was so busy yanking on his belt, unfastening his zipper, tugging off his shoes, that he couldn't do anything to help. So he decided that meant he should work on undressing her.

Admittedly two people each trying to strip the other at the same time can get a little complicated, only helped a little by his bio-DNA-enhanced reactions. Still, they got the job done without having to stop kissing for more than a couple of seconds.

When she was naked, he pushed her away a little. He wanted to feast his eyes on her body.

Maybe it was disloyal to say that his ex-sister-in-law was hotter than his ex-wife, but there it was. Her dance training left her muscles more highly toned. Her breasts weren't particularly large but they were beautifully shaped and high. Her pussy had been neatly trimmed when he'd given her a massage but she'd waxed it in between.

"New do downstairs? I like it."

"Yeah, Jan told me you liked your girls shaved."

Actually, he was happy with just about any trim although it was a lot more fun to eat out smooth pussies than bushy things.

Eliza seemed to be waiting for him to make the next move, which was fine with him. The only question was, should he give her orders, dominating her as her sister liked to be dominated, or should he let her take the lead?